Choose Joy- Childhood memories

It's late and I feel like I have been on my feet for hours. No, wait, I have been on my feet for hours! Finishing up on my baking.
I have been so busy, I almost forgot about finding my joy. So I was seriously thinking about all that I did today and where the joy was. After going through all the events that took place today, it came to me. I had been thinking about it all day. Yet I never looked at it as joy. I know it may sound weird, but I have been known to exhibit weirdness now and then. I looked at it as just thinking,remembering, not really giving it the title of joy. Here is how it started.
My daughter decided she wanted to go look for a Christmas present for someone special. Well, where we live, hunting and fishing is a big past time. We went to the most enormous sports store I have ever seen. I have driven past this place so many times and just thought, one day I am going to go there and check it out. But that's not the joy part.
While we were looking at the guns and guns and guns, it made me think of my dad. He was always taking me with him to the gun store. Always looking for that thing that would make him the best hunter.
So that started the journey for the day. I have thought about my Dad all day. My Dad used to try and include me in his hunting days. I was the oldest of four girls. So I was his pal. He taught me how to use a rifle and a bow and arrow. He tried to teach me how to use the bow and arrow. My arm would never turn quite right,so I had an almost permanent bruise on my forearm. After I turned thirteen, my mom and dad divorced ,so we no longer got to pal around.
He gave me and my sisters a lot of memories. He gave us a lot of joy. Christmas time was always big when he was around. He was as much of a kid as we were. He would always take us on night drives, just to look at all the Christmas lights. Some streets, my Dad would park the car and we would get out and walk. My Dad loved to do that. We girls loved it too. If we were lucky, there would be someone who would give out hot chocolate and popcorn balls!
My Dad is no longer with us. I miss him. He is in Heaven and I look forward to the day when we see each other again. I sure enjoyed the memories. Here I am...Choosing Joy in my childhood memories.